Train journey was ideal this morning. Apart from two things!
I decided "HEADPHONES". Why I didn't think of this before I have no idea. I think maybe in my subconscious I like to hear what is being said, despite the sweariness. However. Train for twenty minutes with Gary Barlow singing gently in my ear, whilst crocheting in baby blue was heaven.
Except for the part where I sung "am so cold and all alone" outloud.
And also, the part where I reached down and fiddled with the zipper on my rucksack and was confused and saddened because I couldn't open it. As the chap across from me, got up, and lifted HIS rucksack from between us, I suddenly remembered my rucksack was on the seat beside me!